John Updike
John Updike
John Hoyer Updikewas an American novelist, poet, short story writer, art critic, and literary critic...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth18 March 1932
CountryUnited States of America
doe moscow fats
One does not go to Moscow to get fat.
lying space blue
We are each of us like our little blue planet, hung in black space, upheld by nothing but our mutual reassurances, our loving lies.
dream reality men
To be a human being is to be in a state of tension between your appetites and your dreams, and the social realities around you and your obligations to your fellow man.
country canada sweden
One of the cool, chaste countries - Canada or Sweden.
love nice thinking
One of the nice things about having a lover, it makes you think about everything anew. The rest of your life becomes a kind of movie, flat and even rather funny.
love fall heart
In the vacuum of the heart love falls forever.
sweet art war
Man makes one journey all his living days, Down through the realms of music and of art; Down through the halls of fame and glorious praise; Down through the tears and triumphs of the heart To some sweet woman waiting some place there. For her he builds his cities and makes war, Seeks gold and glorious wealth to store.
nature men echoes
Away, away, from men and towns, To the wild wood and the downs — To the silent wilderness Where the soul need not repress Its music lest it should not find An echo in another's mind.
age littles like-you
What you lose as you age is witnesses, the ones that watched from early on and cared, like your own little grandstand.
women men turns
There are some women that don't do it for some men. That's why they turn out so many models.
sex black age
Sex ages us. Priests are boyish, spinsters stay black-haired until after fifty. We others, the demon rots us out.
night safety-pins pirate
At last, small witches, goblins, hags, And pirates armed with paper bags Their costumes hinged on safety pins, Go haunt a night of pumpkin grins.
lasts details physicist
The physicists are getting down to the nitty-gritty, they've really just about pared things down to the ultimate details, and the last thing they ever expected to happen is happening. God is showing through.
running golf opportunity
I know how to choke. Given even a splinter-thin opportunity to let my side down and destroy my own score, I will seize it. Not only does ice water not run through my veins, but what runs there has a boiling point lower than body temperature.